Listen. It's not that South's a sadist or anything, or is watching to see some guy get chewed up in a bad snuff film. She's just a little curious what exactly is even happening. The guy's fast as fuck, doesn't seem to be doing too much damage, but faster than anything she's seen. Save for Carolina, maybe, but that was a speed suit, and even then he seems...faster.

But he's alone and out numbered and out powered and, yeah okay, shake off the curiosity, focus on helping. It's her job after all, and she's still trying to fix her fucked up karma, so.

She's in a tree with her sniper rifle, perched and waiting for beasts to wander by to stop before they get too close to the wall or catch any wondering civvies outside the wall. It's not easy, he's fast and is getting in her fucking way as she aims. But she manages to get off a shot at one, catching it in the back of the leg and causing it to howl out in pain and pause it's attack at him.

South's fast to pop off a second shot, winging another one across the bridge of it's nose to try and distract it from the speedy little guy. If North was here, he could land better shots without risk of hitting this guy but- nope. Not going down that route. Not thinking about that. Just stay focused, just aim for limbs unless she can get a good shot at a head or torso without risking clipping the guy.